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Daithi: *spots Tam and swoops in close. He doesn't dare speak in town, but he'll land, then take to wing and swoop to a perch down the way, wait for Tam to catch up, and then swoop off down the road again until they leave town. Only then will he speak.* Optimus is not far from here.

Tam: *won’t bother arguing with him – he has /zero/ interest in doing so, but seems he’s not going to be given a choice, ugh . . . spots Daithi and follows without being obvious about it, nods and keeps going, finally finding OP*

OP: Tam! Are you all right? We’ve been worried-…why are you carrying a protoform?

Tam: A what? Oh…baby? Yeah, funny story that. *tone /flat/, it’s not funny at all*

Daithi: What happened? Did you see Wes?

Tam: I did, yeah. *and he’ll explain everything*

OP: *frowns* I’m…sorry about the woman. Does this make you the baby’s new…parents.

Tam: Hells no! I’m not going to be responsible for her. I’m barely responsible for myself. I think our best bet would be to find a family that will take her in.

Daithi: Or we take her home with us. There are plenty of people at home who would know how to care for her.

Wes: *approaches them* We’ll take her. It was her mother’s request. *will take the baby from Tam since he seems uncomfortable.* Daithi? Can you track down Raizen and the others and let them know Tam is found and safe and we’re heading home?

Daithi: *nod* I’ll see you all at home*

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Squeak: *will reluctantly let him take his underwear if he reaches for them.*
Nyri: They probably got snatched while Wes and Terris each grabbed a clean set for you. *smirks* Man, honey, I wouldn't have thought it possible to make you blush. *she'll come crouch by his other shoulder and will lean in to steal a kiss.*

Tam: *ah YES he’ll take those back now…unless they’ve been chewed at all, then he’ll let her keep them – smirks at Nyri* It’s not much, but I do have /a/ shred of decency. *leans to kiss her back…a-and hisses a bit as he straightens – yeah, it’s time for new meds, or some attention from Raizen or Jerrica*

*They're mildly chewed, but there's only one small hole, so they're salvagable. Besides, they were clean so not much of his smell on them to make her want to chew.*
Nyri: Ha! Now you're being funny. *she straightens* Spirit or traditional? *for dealing with his wounds*

Tam: *salvageable, yes, but…they’re getting washed at /least/ twice before he wears them again – snickers at Nyri* When am I /not/ being funny? *the grin turns to a mild grimace* Traditional for now, knock me out at bedtime for Spirit. *looks over at either Raizen or Jerrica, whoever he can see easiest (or glances between the two of them if he can see both)* Though I guess I should /ask/ first, either way. It’s only polite.